Chapter 7

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Sorry I took so long, I've had a lot going on lately, and if anyone is still reading this story please vote and comment :)
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Keep running, stupid. I thought as I ran from the scene I had just witnessed.

God, you're so fat, you can't even run, maybe Kian likes her more because she's skinny.

Haha, he probably thinks you're ugly too. I mean everyone does.

Thoughts like these kept attacking me as I ran. As the tears ran down my face, I pushed my self to run farther, and harder.

Where the hell am I even going?

Does it really matter? No one else cares you left, Justin is probably laughing at you.

"SARAH" I heard Justin scream behind me.

Ignore him.

"SARAH BABY PLEASE STOP"

I fell to the ground sobbing. Why does all of this stuff always happen to me? Am I really that bad? I can't help that I'm annoying and stuff, why doesn't he love me back?

I felt an arm go around my waist as I continued to sob. "Sarah, sweetheart. It's okay, calm down. I'm here now." he said in a soothing voice. But no matter how much my idol tried to comfort me, the tears kept coming. I felt like there was nothing in the world that could stop them.

"Why would he-" and that's all I could get out before breaking down again. "I don't know, but I think that everything happens for a reason. So there's a reason for this, we just have to figure out what that reason is."

When Justin said this I realized how lucky I actually was, and how selfish I was being. Here I have my idol, my role model, my everything, sitting in front of my trying to soothe me, and make me feel better. But then I realized something else, something that he had said. One word that didn't fail to cheer me up.

"W-we?" I stuttered out. "Yeah, we. I was kinda sorta hoping that an amazing, beautiful, loving girl like you would allow me to help you...?" He asked with a hopeful smile, that I was convinced was fake, but I forced myself to go along with his little plan. So I nodded, along with with my face turning as red as a tomato of course.
"Okay?" He asked.

"Okay."

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